So, I'm just getting in from a terrible party filled with insanely drunk people who could hardly even communicate. Essentially the party became a baby sitting for those who had driven/ weren't drunk.
So, to veer from the exposition, I'll get to my main point. As I was leaving, this cute girl(she fell into the incoherently drunk crowd) practically dragged me into this bedroom where she then began the whole process of "hooking up", if you will. Now, keep in mind, I'm certainly attracted to this girl...
So, all I'm tasting is remnants of hard liquor and I'm getting a serious overload of spit. She starts taking off my pants and then hers and then wham. Not that she noticed, but I certainly did; someone didn't have a boner. It may be a direct effect of during the foreplay she sat on me and thrusted with the utmost passion and force, thus honestly hurting my penis...
So, here I am, flaccid weiner and all, trying to think of something to get me up. Nope, not happening in the least bit.
So, to wrap up this story, I made up a pretty crappy excuse and hit the road.
Should I be proud, sad, or should I not even sweat it?